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A LTTEM, GESTE OF EOBTN HODE.
" In Holdernesse I was bore,
I-wys all of my dame ; Men call me Reynolde Grenelefe,
"Whan I am at hame."
" Say me, Reynaud Grenelefe,
Wolte thou dwell with m*e ? And every yere I wyll the gyve
Twenty marke to thy fee."
" I have a mayster," sayd Lytell Johan,
" A curteys knight is he ; May ye gete leve of hym,
The better may it bee."
The sheryfe gate Lytell Johan Twelve monethes of the knyght;
Therfore he gave him ryght anone A good hors and a wyght.
Now is Lytel Johan the sheryffes man,
God gyve us well to spede, But alway thought Lytell Johan
To quyte hym well his mede.
" Now so god me helpe," sayd Lytel Johan,
" And be my trewe lewte, I shall be the worste servaunte to hym
That ever yet had he."
41. He, Eitson. Ge. W. f. God.